Who cares if I am broken?
Who thinks of me when I feel shattered...
Go ahead put me down
To me they're just words...
I often feel like
I can't read her...
Sometimes I find myself pulling strings
Out of book bags, shirts, and little things...
This is the end, my friend,
The end is near and dear...
There's no in between with us,
nothing or together...
It all happened on a dark day
she called me out to the road...
I bear you upon back,
bringing me mud...
Thoughts are storming in,
failure is written in my eyes...
Cutting you out of my life wasn't an easy...
blocking every way of contacting me was a...
Serene calmness takes over as anger suddenly
Erupts from deep down in your core...
You broke me down into little piece, crumbled and...